Yes, you are right, I am very blessed to have these memories of my Dad! I was on a trip to CO. with friends, and we spent a few days camping on another friend's ranch. The day after we got there I stopped and snapped a picture of a ponderosa pine to send to my mother, and one of my friends questioned me. I told her that I thought that the bark on the trunk was really cool, so different then the white pines of NYS, and that it reminded me of my Dad because he would have notice, and pointed it out to me and taken some really neat pictures of it. She told me that she had been on that ranch 5 times over all the years that her husband has hunted there, and has walked many of the trails and ranch roads, and had never 'really' noticed these trees. For the rest of the trip both of these women pointed things out to me that they said they probably wouldn't have noticed as much if I hadn't stopped to take a picture of that first tree.